Lake of the Woods.

So we decided to go to a lake. Jeanette gave us a list of every lake in southern Oregon from which to choose from. Having never been to any of them, it was very easy to decide on the Lake of the Woods. It's chief draw was that it was a naturally occurring lake. We don't have that kind of lake where we come from.

Carol was there, taking a break from her hectic schedule of large animal maintenance massage:

We had some lunch.

After which Jonathan became suddenly and inexplicably filthy.
Then we played in the lake. It was just like any lake in Kansas, if you don't count the sparkling clear waters, snow capped peaks on the horizon or the hundred foot tall trees growing at the waters edge.














It was really fun to take my waterproof camera to the lake. It was so nice to be able to wade into the lake without worrying about getting a fragile and expensive piece of electronica wet. Not that I am the type of person who would go swimming for an hour in a lake with, say, a Motorola V3a RAZR cell phone in his pocket. That would be foolish indeed.